I'm tired of running, of constantly having our backs against the ropes.
My mates and I are desperately in need of a breather. Somewhere to recuperate, make plans, and get a little bonding time. After being tossed into the middle of a massive volcanic eruption, I think we've earned a respite.
What better place than New Orleans? We'll fit right in.
But in order to ensure we're on the right track to Tartarus, I need to speak with the Titans... and in doing so, I step right into a trap that compromises everything we've worked toward so far.
Now, if I'm going to stand any chance of making it right, a trip to the underworld is in order. Back to the place I was raised, and all the haunting memories-and dangers-that come with it.
As my quest takes me on a search to retrieve Arthur's soul, Bel has been busy with his own plans. We'd been foolish to think our greatest enemy was no longer a threat. And now he's more diabolical than ever.
I'm tired of running. It's time to fight back.
